I Apologize

For the audacity to think I could be anything more than the hand that fate dealt me.

I apologize to the little children, born--or yet to be born, who I professed to one day cure of their various maladies.

I apologize to the mother's who may never hear their child utter an intelligible word. Or who are worn out from decades of caring for a child who may never function at an adult level.

It was you I was thinking of. When I set out on my foolish life's mission. But I needed this too.

Sadly, I presumed too much; thinking that I would one day bare the credentials to make that dream a reality.

I boasted of techniques, research, and technologies which could only exist in a world where life comes before profit.

I bragged of beating the system. So that the needy would no longer have to pull a John-Q to have their child cured by a physician's hand.

I was half out of my mind to believe I could change the world.

And for that, I apologize.